Stummick ain't ez big ez his appetite, an' he hez to cry about it.

I don't think your Alexander wuz such a big man, after all." "He was not, from one point of view, Sol, but he was certainly a general.
After conquering all the world, he fell to drinking too much, and quarreling with his best friends.

One day he got raging drunk, which made him hot all over, and he jumped into an icy river to cool off.

That gave him a fever, and he died right away.

He was only thirty-two." Shif'less Sol sniffed in disgust.
"Dead at thirty-two!" he said.